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3.
I think about you, darling Barbara,in all sorts of
places & at all kinds of times during the time
that we have known each other - & the more I
think themore perfect & lovely & incomparable you
become to me. I'm being very serious, my sweetest
Barbara, & not being oversentimental, & I do so
much want you to know & understand all
that I am thinking of you. I also think about
you a great deal as to what you are doing
at this moment & during this day - walking
along a street & the way you walk - talking
to people - washing, your face at night &
your feet in the bath in the morning
putting on your stockings & changing them
& drinking a gin, so very slowly. And I
think too of your hair & your mouth &
your eyes & all the parts of your body, &
it makes me very happy to think how
well I know them & love them - & sad
again at how much I miss all you
& all of you. Never can there be anyone
so completely suited, fitted & in harmony with
anyone, as you are to me, my sweetest. I do
hope you think the same of me. It makes
me, my darling, able to lie in bed & think
of you in such a way that I almost
feel I am loving you & kissing you &